I pack my husband’s lunch every day.
Not only is it cheaper and healthier – it’s also faster for him.
That gives him time to call me every noon.
Ulterior motives. 🙂
When I’m really on top of things I get his lunch ready in the evening so I just need to pull it out and put it in his lunch pail in the dim light of early morning.
It’s when I’m not with it that things get interesting.
Like the time I grabbed a container from the freezer thinking it was left-over lasagna. It wasn’t.
My poor husband got a frozen hunk of left-over pinto beans.
But even when I have things prepared – my mental capacity isn’t always the best first thing in the morning.
I few weeks ago I had his lunch prepared – but I grabbed the wrong container. I sent him a frantic text at noon when I opened the fridge and saw his main dish was still inside.
I asked him what he had for lunch.
His response – the yogurt was good.
In recent days I’ve sent him an over ripe banana, stale pretzels, and the container of left-over smoked turkey meat instead of the smoked turkey sandwiches I had made for him.
But the one he really laughed about was the plastic container of dry, uncooked noodles that I grabbed from the cupboard in the haze of early morning thinking they were peanuts.
And he never complains. (Well – except for the pinto bean incident!)
He should get a medal, that man of mine.